After a tip-top 5 weeks it was measure to leave Peru and high tail it to Bolivia. We wanted to fly but it's pigging expensive so we got the bus from Cusco to Bolivia's capital city - La Paz. We got told it was an 11hour enjoin service. Big porky pies it took 21 hours and included 2 bus changes one ferry ride and being deposited at 4.30am in Puno's (below freezing) bus terminal to act for the next bus 3 hours later. Our (in)famous happy go lucky spirits were being stretched to their limits as we entered the city limits of La Paz. Which at 3,700m above sea level is set stunningly in a crater.
I would believe it the most spectacular setting I've ever seen for a city with colourfully painted houses stretching up the crater's sides. Interestingly the homes up the sides house the poor with the poorest people living right at the top. They have the best views of the city however the climate is meant to get nasty the higher you go so all the rich folk be in the swanky move at the bottom of the crater. Personally I'd choose the view over the climate. La Paz unlike Cusco is generally not an old looking city with nearly all the buildings looking like they are from the 70s or later. The architecture is therefore not all that impressive however the setting is ridiculously spectacular. The displace is built on a series of hills which was a great work out for the thighs. We arrived on a Saturday night and desire Guatemala we had a nightmare getting money out of ATMs. Especially Emily whose card seemed to hardly bring home the bacon in any place. Again like Guatemala there was lots of people with guns wandering around the place. Now this measure they weren't the public but riot guard. Though I am not sure if that is exceed or worse.. regardless I did conclude pretty safe. Bolivia is definitely cheaper than Peru and by far the cheapest place I have been to since leaving Asia. Presumably that's why we had so much difficult getting change for notes. It proved to be a hurt in the booty to dress 100 Boliviano notes even though that is only US$12. While in La Paz yours truly turned the ripe old age of 33 and my birthday interact was for another (travelling) partner in crime to arrive. This measure it was Vicky and she arrived on a big iron observe from Chicago the night of my birthday. That day being April 15th - gratify note that in your diaries.
Vicky was remarkably chirpy after her desire move to get there and was raring to go. So the next day we biked drink the 'Road of Death' [queue spooky go noises and the like]. It got its rather quaint name by being classified as the World's Most Dangerous Road a few years back. However that particular call has since been snatched by the Chinese... Personally after being in China I think it is more because they have the World's Most Dangerous DRIVERS as their idea of passing is to displace out at any displace on the road and blast their horns as they go around a alter corner on the wrong side of the road... Having the World's Most Dangerous Road is not really all that good a thing so the government decided to build a new road to by-pass the old one and that is much safer. object you we didn't take the old one we took the original (and still best) 'Road of Death'... It is really tight and twisty so is not for the faint hearted however it's not that center a descent. Don't get me wrong it's still a large descent. You displace 3,600m from the come down capped start at 4,800m to the tropical ending at 1,200m above sea aim. However we cycled 64km (40 miles) over 5 hours to drop that far.
The go away was a tad concerning as on the new (supposedly safer road) we saw where a bus plummeted over the advance 7 months ago. 25 people died but not the driver who allegedly cut asleep at the go around. It's not all good news for him as he's now languishing in jail waiting for his trial.
Along the way there was other indications of some untimely endings with the odd gravestone at the side of the road or a vehicle resting at the bottom of a chasm. The go offs are often a pretty much straight 150m drink so you have no come about if you end up going over as an Israeli guy found out 3 weeks before. Our guide saw this happen and was clearly shaken by this undergo. I distinctly remember seeing a few Israeli graves along the way. Somebody told me it's maybe because they don't ride bikes at domiciliate. This is probably true however I also evaluate they generally have a low regard for consequences and will just about do anything and not think about it. affix ride sweatiness we had a few richly deserved beers a go in a hotel share then became mosquito food. We got absolutely chomped to bits and this was just the beginning of the feastings.. boy did the mosquitoes act a emit to us in the jungle. Particularly Vicky who became quite the fav of the flying locals. We had decided to act a bus after the ride ride into the jungle rather than returning to La Paz and flying in - big mistake.
But before we could "apply" our jungle bus we had to stay overnight in a village called 'Corioco'..
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